How many kilobytes can your heart hold?

Call me Hannah. I was born twenty-four years ago, in a country with more than 7,000 islands. I have never experienced snow. My work requires me to live like an owl (read: I work night shift). I listen to Jason Mraz on repeat. Philippine Literature and Historical fiction interests me. Cute things bring out my girly self. Mayonnaise is my mortal enemy. ISFP.

[bubblygum-blog]

Hello time machine.

Logging into Tumblr almost feels like taking a trip nowadays. Considering how I started “blogging” in 2008, I have written things that make me want to squirm now. DID I REALLY WRITE THAT? WAS I THAT SHALLOW? HOW COME I WAS SO BOTHERED WITH SOMETHING THAT DIDN’T EVEN MATTER AFTER SIX MONTHS?

I have to admit that my Tumblr days are long gone. Or, rather, you could say that my days as bubblygum are over. Gone are the days when I would spend hours scrolling into oblivion. I have moved on to another account, one that is small, anonymous, but more reflective of my thoughts. 2008 - 2012 was definitely my best days here, as I have gained new friends, insights, x,xxx followers (I can post that now since I have abandoned this account years ago), and even for a tiny bit I was able to practice writing.

Yes, let’s talk about writing. I mean, text posts on Tumblr. This site is full of beautiful and talented (and lazy) people. Even if I have moved on to another account, I still visit my favorite Tumblr blogs regulary. Up until yesterday, the thought of me being included in the list of talented writers never crossed my mind... Whenever I write here, I don’t do it to release my non-existent creativity. My lack of gift in giving life to words still bother me until now... And that’s the reason why I am at a loss --- some of my very personal posts were “stolen” by another blog.

Stumbling upon that blog was a coincidence, really. One link led me to another, then another, until I started reading something that seemed too familiar, then it dawned upon me --- these are my own words.

I don’t know how to feel. In this age where ‘copy and paste’ are as natural as breathing, I have no idea how to begin dealing with this situation. I sent a message to the owner of the blog, but after that, what’s next? After all, the thoughts I wrote 3-6 years ago were posted in a very public blogging site. My frustrations about an old love, musings about an empty joke that lifted my mood, my personal (and not editorial-like) thoughts about current events.... It feels like somebody copied my soul, and I don’t even know how to stop him/her.

Whoever you are, if you think I am going to rage at you with the might of a thousand horses (lol)... No. But I wish you a life filed with adventure, joy, celebration, heartaches, disappointments, and blank moments. Yes, even blank moments. Then you can develop your own identity, and eventually, you can pour out your soul into words.

Good day, Tumblr, and good bye again :)

[bubblygum-blog]

Lakas ng ulan kagabi sa QC. Halos bumaha na. Pagdating ko ng Makati... Tuyo:/

[bubblygum-blog]

Knock knock

Jec: Knock knock

Me: Who's there?

Jec: Sinong sumira ng washing machine

Me: Sinong sumira ng washing machine who?

Jec: Ooooooo... Sinong sumira ng washing machine.... SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!!!!!

Me: ....

[unrelixble]

I always marvel at the humans’ ability to keep going. They always manage to stagger on even with tears streaming down their faces.

Markus Zusak, The Book Thief (via dixtinctlynot)

[positivedoodles]

[afadthatlastsforever]

One day, whether you are 14, 28  or 65 you will stumble upon someone who will start a fire in you that cannot die. However, the saddest, most awful truth you will ever come to find–– is they are not always with whom we spend our lives.

Beau Taplin, "The Awful Truth" (via bl-ossomed)

[antisepticbandaid-deactivated20]

I wish there was an app or a game where you could take care of a mini you like a tamagatchi

[bubblygum-blog]

Let me make this clear: I ABSOLUTELY DISLIKE KPOP. I usually keep quiet about my opinions about it to avoid offending friends who are hardcore fans. Listing down the reasons might earn me some hate messages, but here are some keywords: Fake. Shallow. Clones. Annoying. Trying hard. Superficial.

…UNTIL I SAW THIS.

A misspelled word accidentally brought me to this video while searching on YouTube three hours ago. Since then, I’ve been searching and watching their videos even if I’m already losing precious sleep time.

I still hate Kpop, and I’m sure that I will still cringe the next time I hear any song from that genre… But I’ve got an exception now. I THINK 2NE1 JUST WON MY HEART.

[jasonmraz]

[bubblygum-blog]

More good music coming our way :)

[bubblygum-blog]

It was my first time at Greenfield District's Central Park last Saturday (Mayacccc, and I was not disappointed :) Apparently, every Saturday from afternoon to midnight, stalls are put up and aside from the usual food, dessert, and drinks for sale, there are also artists who sell their paintings, crafts, and many other things. The best thing is the grassy area in the middle where you can sit and listen to the live band without paying for the space you are taking up. Nowadays it's getting more difficult to find a nice place in the city to just sit and do nothing. It's either you pay for whatever food or drink the owner is selling, or the place had become so polluted and populated, you wouldn't even think of sitting there for five minutes.

I was also told that a different genre of music is being played every week. It was Reggae night last Saturday, so I'd like to think that it was a bonus for a first-time visitor like me :)

[bubblygum-blog]

Mid-twenties: Accepting the fact that a night of Pictionary with the promise of food, wine, and sleep afterwards is preferable than a night of going out to party… Because honestly, we’re older, we have less energy, we’re starting to hate noise, spending excessive money for just one night is unacceptable, and frankly, who doesn’t want to sleep?

[tylerknott]

I notice it all, all of the details of you, and I love each one.

Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)

[wildsunshine]

[iminfj]

MBTI Types in a Horror Movie

ISTJ: The one in denial that there’s actually a killer ISFJ: The one who calls out “Who’s there?” as if the killer will answer ESTJ: The one who tries to tell everyone else what to do ESFJ: The one who screams at everything ISTP: The one who finds a really good hiding place ISFP: The one who dies first ESTP: The one wondering around without a flashlight ESFP: The one who tries to hook up with the killer INFJ: The one who knows what’s going on but no one will listen to them ENFJ: The one who keeps saying “It’ll be ok” even though they don’t believe it INFP: The one who sacrifices themselves ENFP: The one who figures out who the killer is a little too late INTJ: The one who everyone thinks is the killer ENTJ: The one who tries to fight back but ends up dead INTP: The one who created the monster ENTP: The one who makes it until the end

[bubblygum-blog]

Why am I the first one to die? In reality while everyone is going crazy over the killer I'd be the one taking care of everyone, not in a "protecting" way but in the "nurturing" way, making sure that everyone has food to eat and beds to sleep in and comforting anyone who feels afraid. And then everyone will end up loving me and they will protect me.

~*ISFP fantasies*~ lol

[bubblygum-blog]

1. High school days -- I could compose text messages even if my phone was inside my high school uniform skirt's pocket. I just need to take one quick look before I send it to make sure I typed everything correctly, and 99% of the time I don't need to make corrections. 2. I had my 3210's backlight changed to bluish white color. 3. Picture message and operator logo download costs 15 pesos each. 4. I once dropped my phone (accidentally) from the second floor of our school building. It was still alive. Same thing happened when I didn't realize that my phone fell in a tub full of water for five minutes. It still worked. 5. I knew how to compose my own ring tones (bonus: all my ringtones were boyband songs). 6. "Du du dut - duu duu - du du dut" *vibrates* 7. I was able to "beat" snake -- I filled the whole screen with the snake's body.

[myonlyregretwasmakingthisblog]

[bubblygum-blog]

Currently in a dilemma on whether I should be friends again with someone again, never mind if he broke my heart into pieces, just because despite being an a-hole, we had our good times, too... Or if I'm being my usual idiot self.

[bubblygum-blog]

Wala ako paki kung OA ang reaction ko nung napansin ko na ni-like pala nung offiial Instagram account ni Barbie Xu (Shancai) yung post ko sa Instagram! Waaaaaahhhh!!!